"I don’t know what use it is for you to learn these things. I can understand learning so health knowledge, but learning about surgeries—" Tang Sili frowned, as if saying she was too bored and restless, doing such inexplicable things.
In fact, Miss Zhao had done many inexplicable things today, seemingly wanting to finish them all in one day.
She lunged again at the cold man in front of her, this ti more boldly, grabbing his shoulders and pressing her lips directly onto his.
This ti, finally, the man’s gaze darkened.
He grabbed her restless wrist and lifted her up.
"You, what are you doing?" Zhao ngjin questioned.
He pulled her over to a chair beside him and then took sothing from a drawer in the cabinet of his office, tossing it onto her lap: "Take your ti, there’s an instruction manual inside."
Zhao ngjin looked down, and after seeing the words "female induc—" on the packaging, she imdiately gritted her teeth.
It seed his office was always prepared. She didn’t know how many won had attacked him like this before.
Tossing the box aside, she jumped up and walked back to him: "This is useless to , Professor Tang. I’ve already said, the lovesickness in my heart can only be cured by you personally—teach how to solve it."
Tang Sili sat back at his desk and resud writing dical records. Hearing her words, he glanced at her, his lips curling higher: "For a refined artist like you, creating so art would solve the problem. Don’t be so vulgar."
"But now I’m just vulgar, I don’t want to be any artist." Her hand reached out, pressing down on his writing arm.
Tang Sili tried to move his hand, but found it was firmly pressed and couldn’t move. He looked up at the clock on the wall again, realizing that unknowingly, she had entangled him for several hours. Outside the hospital, it was already dark.
"Aren’t you hungry?"
"No, I’m not."
"But I am." He said, the coldness on his handso brows, and the now withdrawn expression on his face showed that his patience had reached its limit.
He couldn’t allow himself to be entangled with her like this any longer.
Turning his computer chair to face her, he said coldly, "I have to confess, your tactics are laughably childish."
Zhao ngjin’s heart thumped, thumped twice.
His sharp gaze, as precise as a surgeon’s knife, undoubtedly already saw through what was in her heart.
"I can’t cure lovesickness, but given your symptoms clearly aren’t lovesickness, I can plainly tell you to stop everything you’re doing. As a doctor, there are principled things I can’t disclose."
Zhao ngjin licked her lips and bit them: "How do you know, what I want?"
"Don’t you just want to uncover the secret of my boss’s wife?"
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